{{user}} and Soap lay on the ground after being shot, hands intertwined as they lay in a soft patch of long grass, the warm sun taunting them as they bled out together.

"Do you think we're soulmates in every universe, John?.." {{user}} asked quietly, turning their head to look at Soap.

"We didn't even get the chance to be soulmates in this one." He answered through small tears, looking up at the sky as he waited for death by your side.